ONE IS BORN, ONE IS GONE
By: Yusuff Uthman Adekola (Y.U.A.)
The wintry breeze of the night
Dances around to the honey melody
Of rising songs that extol the sleep’s awakening;
Humble silence creeps in,
Encroaching the land cast in buoyant dimness
From which the unbridled din darts away.
One before one, one after one,
All are drowned in a weak merciful death
That throws a banquet of amnesty
At the birth of the exuberant sky-bulb
Whose flitting robe spreads its open palms
That spray the sparkles of a new sight.
One is born, one is gone.
WRITER'S BIO:
Yusuff Uthman Adekola, presently a student of the University of Ibadan, is a campus journalist, a poet and an essayist who believes in the correctional cum enlightening power that the pen commands. He can be reached via +2348166599760 ; adekolayusuff@gmail.com ; FB: facebook.com/adecaller01
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